It’s official, males with big testicles have smaller brains - at least in the case of bats, according to  a discovery by scientists at Syracuse University in New York.

Read More:  http://www.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,91059-13475802,00.html

Their study shows a biological trade-off between brains and sperm, with the creatures ‘opting’ for one or the other.

See.  They didn’t have to do a study on that.  I would have thought it’s fairly obvious.

I wonder how they study the IQ of a bat?  Are bats with smaller testicles but bigger brains more or less secure in their identity?  Do bats get spam email telling them that they could, for a very low price and from the comfort of their own caves, remedy one or both of those problems?

I do wonder!

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Flaming…. mouse.

This story will, if nothing else, educate people as to why people from various other parts of the US assume that people who are from the Southern states of the US are stupid: http://www.wsbtv.com/news/5973746/detail.html

Not that we don’t believe he would throw a live mouse onto a burning piles of leaves.  Oh no.  Most people wouldn’t even flinch at that small, but gruesome act.  Not that we don’t believe that someone would LIE about such a thing because of “excitement during a fire”.

It’s the plain and simple fact that he used the word ‘critter’, and probably with a straight face.

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A New York City teenager fell out the window of a moving bus while using the restroom Tuesday and landed on the New York State Thruway.

State police said Jose Gonzales, 17, lost his balance when the chartered bus swerved to change lanes. It was unclear how fast the bus was going.

Gonzales was taken to Albany Medical Center for treatment. Police said he’ll recover.

http://www.firstcoastnews.com/news/strange/news-article.aspx?storyid=51180

Yeah, I’m sure he’ll recover right away.  I mean, how bad could it be going down the highway with your ass hanging out, probably doing something we all know everyone does but don’t talk about in polite company.  (Taking a crap, for those of you too delicate to get what I mean here.)

As if being a teenager wasn’t hard enough.  Heck, I can still go red in the face if I think too hard on some things that happened when I was a teen, and that’s been, well, many years ago.

Let the nicknaming begin!

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